One,two,three
Baby can't you see
Your words have truly
Wounded me.
Three,four,five
Baby I can't survive.
The image I've had to contrive
Has buried my heart alive.
Six,seven,eight
Baby I can't wait
For an understood fate
Something to turn my life back strait.
Nine,ten,eleven
Baby, why can't I seem to lessen
The pain? Every time it begins to freshen,
I miss a chance at reaching heaven
YOU ARE READING
Thoughts In The Night
PoetryI finally decided to put my poetry on wattad. If you don't like it then I really don't care keep your opinions to yourself thank you. I hope y'all like them.
